All the rich folks are moving to the moon
I saw it on TV this afternoon
Packin up their stuff an takin off for space
They just can't live in this ol place
They gotta live on the cutting edge
Find some moon Mexicans to trim the hedge
Build your castles in the sky
Stack em all up ten feet high
The shit'll hit you right through the fan
You better get somewhere an make you a plan
Build your castles ten feet high
Stack your money but
UR Still gonna Die
I'm down here at the end of my rope
Spent my last dollar on a telescope
State of the art with a wide angle lens
Just so I can see how the other half lives
Robot cooks maybe alien lovers
All come runnin' when they hit the buzzer
Build your castles in the sky
Stack em all up ten feet high
The shit'll hit you right through the fan
You better get somewhere an make you a plan
Build your castles ten feet high
Stack your money but
UR Still gonna Die
Ur Still Gonna Die Video (MV)
Performed By: Whores on Layaway
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: James Collins, Kenneth Kayser
Whores on Layaway - Ur Still Gonna Die Lyrics
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English
All the rich folks are moving to the moon
I saw it on TV this afternoon
Packin up their stuff an takin off for space
They just can't live in this ol place
They gotta live on the cutting edge
Find some moon Mexicans to trim the hedge
Build your castles in the sky
Stack em all up ten feet high
The shit'll hit you right through the fan
You better get somewhere an make you a plan
Build your castles ten feet high
Stack your money but
UR Still gonna Die
I'm down here at the end of my rope
Spent my last dollar on a telescope
State of the art with a wide angle lens
Just so I can see how the other half lives
Robot cooks maybe alien lovers
All come runnin' when they hit the buzzer
Build your castles in the sky
Stack em all up ten feet high
The shit'll hit you right through the fan
You better get somewhere an make you a plan
Build your castles ten feet high
Stack your money but
UR Still gonna Die
I saw it on TV this afternoon
Packin up their stuff an takin off for space
They just can't live in this ol place
They gotta live on the cutting edge
Find some moon Mexicans to trim the hedge
Build your castles in the sky
Stack em all up ten feet high
The shit'll hit you right through the fan
You better get somewhere an make you a plan
Build your castles ten feet high
Stack your money but
UR Still gonna Die
I'm down here at the end of my rope
Spent my last dollar on a telescope
State of the art with a wide angle lens
Just so I can see how the other half lives
Robot cooks maybe alien lovers
All come runnin' when they hit the buzzer
Build your castles in the sky
Stack em all up ten feet high
The shit'll hit you right through the fan
You better get somewhere an make you a plan
Build your castles ten feet high
Stack your money but
UR Still gonna Die
Writer: James Collins, Kenneth Kayser
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid